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31.05.2009

C’è confusione nel quesito di oggi, o dell’altro dentro un bicchiere… troppe cose non si hanno dai, troppe rapine sono un muro attaccato addosso dalla parte davanti del corpo, troppe esigenze: “Chi non parla è il tuo sangue bevuto nel mio bicchiere”, il piattino (piccolo piatto) non era mai stato previsto come una grande Peugeot di ricordi, grazie.

Una stella non è per poco, ma una rivelazione l’ignoranza superata, il punto dove il tuo codice sarà tuo. Quel coso il fondo laggiù invece, chi è? Cosa conta se sei spento tu o il tuo sistema sociale politico, la democrazia…

Written on 15.04.2006

Confess: the culprit has spoken! in short, you don’t want to spend your life so badly, as without getting paid, stay in a dream, what is the natural path of a life and the future. The past must be sealed as a success to see the present and the future, traitors are viruses of your own person, you cannot get out of a network of humans, said until it ends not to leave me.

We are in a hospital this is not said, they take you for paranoid, whoever rebels is eliminated, how can you not explode…

Escrito en 31.03.2008

Estamos solos en el mal, o en el bien no existe nada, somos una cárcel o cosas bellas. La presencia es el acto más importante, pero el juego es al contrario, lo que era un simple suceso resulto ser el cáncer que tiene Europa desde hace un tiempo. La ignorancia es solo una parte de las personas, diferente de aquellas que se esperan, quien te quiere robar la identidad es un mal, causa fastidio pero lo eliminaremos, el querer aparentar.

La existencia es alternativa a aquello que es obvio, así que tenía que irse, lo dejamos en…

Escrito en 31.01.2008

De la momificación de lo cotidiano no se sale sin una bocanada de aire, lo mismo pasa con vivir sin la disolución de la creencia, no se puede existir sin poder, es pensar que el aire es arte, son o no son la misma cosa, por mucho, pero no siempre la destitución del Gobierno es paz sin faltas o sorpresas. Que resta de la envidia súbita de las pocas personas crédulas, no es solo el sueño, sino la creencia de una conciencia popular que no creció, es como el agua que parece petróleo. …

Escrito en 06.01.2007

Creerse equivocado, luego descubrir en los días siguientes que no es normal, pero que es una maniobra que no te dio tiempo de elaborarla con su eficacia presente, es un chiste pero horrible es pensar que nosotros mismos llevamos la disolución, la verdad es un río en peno no una fuente de agua. El molde no es un corrosivo, la ignorancia es una caverna, estudiar lo más posible, todo tiene un límite por lo que la vida es limitada, la propia vida.

Existen personas que son un infinito y personas que son finitas, hay otras que no…

Escrito en 06.03.2007

El pasado penetra en el presente, pasado y presente son muy importante dividirlos, como en la ley. Juego con las ventanas-programas en mi cuadro, cuando escribo sobre el bien y sobre el mal escribo de un fenómeno general, en todas las personas desde los jóvenes hasta los ancianos. En general la construcción de la cubierta de la casa o de nuestra cabeza, inminente como una carencia debe ser rellenada, o una asociación equivocada que debe ser esclarecida.

Perdí lo que había escrito desde los inicios de febrero por culpa de un virus en mi PC, también por…

Perpetually May, written on 10.05.2011

It was all very simple at one time: we remembered without the insults we have received lately, the sea was clear. A man without a timetable, a bar, a street, a square or outside to understand who we were on that day, it was enough to have a display screen in front of our eyes, to perceive with software what we wanted to ensure, among other things a state of submission, if in Rome they study what everyone is for everyone, as no one can speak because of last week, chasing time if you want…

Symmetrical letter, written on 04.03.2011

I wanted to meet you again without whims, knowing that I had already bought it a few days before my birthday, without fear of the next one so I already had it in front of my eyes, not working at the top of the graphics but, by that they say working whole. You think it’s ruined, instead it moved with the thought.

Society or victory, conversations thrown there as a souvenir, the questionnaire to get out well from the day that arrives, complicated because it is the good, while you think it will take years…

Written on 30.04.2009

Extinguished down there, as far as he said a thought to arrive, I suggest it had to be the wrong place, it’s already finished. The place doesn’t have to be a point to finish the places to be wrong, assess what the reality was, already look at the problems we have around us, they are always there no, and it’s always a catastrophe from two millennia ago, who loses is constantly, who of course already done, people are living in poor misery.

What will they then have to say to each other, how it continues even more…

Written on 28.02.2009

Prison has already been left where the heart wasn’t there, is it your spot that leads you to betray yourself or what? It’s the classic that leads us. It was who, his last robbery or usurpation, we have already been numbered with a bar code, articles or codes in words that last at least a whole day. Only with a plan you will never be able to get out of this habitat, Italy pulsates badly now we are all correct anarchists, whoever moves is already dead or stabbed.

When they go away our memories already end up…

Beneinst

Diari, memorie e umani

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